Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Throbbing Pinky and a Gaelic Blessing

This fiber artist has a confession to make: I got mad and kicked a garbage can. Result? I hurt my pinky toe. I wasn't even aware that it was bleeding. The nail looks icky, and it is throbbing.....

I guess now would be the perfect time to let you read a poem by John O'Donohue, a Celtic author who I heard speak a few years ago. I'll take his words of comfort in too ---

BEANNACHT (Gaelic for "blessing")

On the day when the weight deadens on your shoulders and you stumble, may the clay dance to balance you.
And when your eyes freeze behind the gray window and the ghost of loss gets into you, may a flock of colors, indigo, red, green and azure blue come to awaken in you a meadow of delight.
When the canvas frays in the curach of thought and a stain of ocean blackens beneath you, may there come across the waters a path of yellow moonlight to bring you safely home.
"May the nourishment of the earth be yours, may the clarity of light be yours, may the
fluency of the ocean be yours, may the protection of the ancestors be yours."
And so may a slow wind work these words of love around you, an invisible cloak to mind your life.

This is for all who read it, especially for creative souls - might there be a quilt in these words?




jenclair said...

Sorry about the toe. Love the poem.

Lauren Fureymoore said...

Ouch! That hurts! I ran into a cooler when we had no power during hurricane Isabelle and BROKE my little toe. It was amazing how painful it was!
Love the poem---and the feet quilts are amazing~what size are they?
Thanks for sharing,
Lauren from the QA list

SCquiltaddict said...

Wonderful poem...I guess kicking the can was worth it so we could all read this?! :> Loved his imagery...

Maggie in sc....thinking of stains on the ocean...as in Dennis because we are going to the sea islands in the morning...